meljones wrote:
Sadly, very little in my house is worth nicking and burglars aren't likely to classification-aware. Oh Yeah
What about that wonderful Chateau Coutet and the Graves you picked up the other day
You can imagine a couple of boys in balaclavas with a torch, saying "only take the 82s, and nothing lower than a deuxieme - oh, and leave the St Estephe"
Ever thought of a couple of grey haired hoodies !
from Berkshire ?
You are a women after my own heart. We''l have to have a banter about St Estephe one day. I bought some extra ripe 2003 ones from affodable propeties in the north of the appellation in 2005, so I'm expecting something rather delicious in a few year time. Haut Marbuzet and Hauts de Pez.
Many years ago when Asda just started out, Yeah, I found some 1989 Maitre d'Estournel (the house red that Bruno Prats assembles from outlying parcels ) Asda in Slough West near Burnham. A Store flag, that I could see on my way home down the M4. It was just on the off chance, I was early, so I pulled off, drove all around the houses trying to find it at the end of a new housing estate. I went in there because I could see the building being erected from the west going carriageway. Oh well lets see what they have ! This Estournel, crikey !! ok, not the grand vin, was just in a heap on the floor on a small palate, yep about 60 bottles with special offer written on dayglow card stuck on the side of the matchboard crate. Why should Asda knock this out in it's grand opening week ? I still swear to this day that the price was totally wrong, the first digit had been left off the price by the new manager, and I had to show them the sign, when it was not recognised from a non existent barcode on the tills.
10 years later, and into the new millenium as well (I was a tiny bit greedy and walked out with 10 bottles in doubled-up carrier bags in my arms)
My luck was rewarded, very approachable, but never-the-less, rich and fruity with lots of Cab mint and cigar box as well.. Ha ha...No one makes mistakes anymore
You never forget these moments, when the gods have lead you to nectar without any planning or rhyme or reason.